When Life is done

When Life is Done;

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one,
I’d like to leave a after glow of smiles when life is done.

I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways.
of happy times, and laughing times, and bright, and sunny days.

I’d like the tears of those who grieve to dry the sun of happy memories
that I leave ….

When life is done.

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